Horse Girl, Your Friend is Fighting Her Way Out of the Horse Racing Track

Poetry and Wine took a deep breath, and the rise and fall of his chest completely subsided.

She raised her hand and wearily rubbed her throbbing temples.

His deep black eyes refocused, the coldness and violence in them had dissipated, leaving only a mirror-like calm.

She looked at the stout horse girl in front of her, who was almost burying her head in the floor, and sighed helplessly in her heart.

…It was just a shoe being stepped on, which woke me up.

Compared to the days in my previous life when I would be scolded by the foreman for half an hour for making a mistake, this was nothing.

She spoke softly, her voice returning to its usual cool and clear tone.

"My name is Poetry and Wine. Consider the compensation waived; it's karma for not arranging my shoes properly."

Is...is that so?

Diamond Treasure blinked in disbelief.

Those wet, light green eyes carefully lifted, tentatively looking at Poetry and Wine.

I expected to see a face contorted with rage, but to my surprise, the other person remained calm.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Poetry and Wine noticed her gaze and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"What else do you want to say? Let's leave it at that. We still have three years of living together, and I won't say anything too outrageous."

She spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Eh?

Diamond Treasure opened its mouth slightly, its light green pupils filled with surprise and emotion.

At this moment.

In her eyes, her black-haired roommate was radiating a holy light called "inclusiveness".

P.S.: I actually have a lot of drafts saved up, but I don’t dare to publish too many before signing the contract.

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Even though she woke herself up, she didn't say a harsh word to herself, and even comforted herself instead.

Could the other person be a kind-hearted person who seems cold on the outside but is warm on the inside?!

"Hello, fellow poet and wine sir... Kindness..."

Deeply moved, Lingzuan Qibao clasped his hands tightly in front of him, his gray horse ears trembling violently.

"Thank you for your forgiveness! Although you said there's no need for compensation, I will definitely find a way to make it up to you in the future!"

"Whether it's cleaning or anything else, I will do my best!"

Seeing the other party's eagerness to repay the favor by immediately offering themselves in marriage.

Poetry and Wine nodded expressionlessly, accepting the offer.

Lingzuan Qibao took a deep breath, straightened her skirt, and then solemnly bowed again.

"We are Diamond Treasure, so please take good care of us for the next three years!"

As soon as those words landed.

The room fell silent again.

Poetry and Wine didn't go back to sleep; to be honest, she was in a very bad mood.

And if I go back to sleep, I'm very likely to have trouble sleeping at night.

So Poetry and Wine got up from the bed with practiced ease.

She reached out and grabbed the faded black sweatshirt from the back of the chair, put it on, and covered her thin, fair body.

Then he turned around and made his own bed.

Poetry and wine are connected by long, slender, and nimble fingers. She straightens the edges of the quilt, folds it in half, and makes a cut.

In a few quick movements, it was folded into a not-so-standard tofu block, with sharp edges and a clean and tidy appearance.

After doing all this, she pulled out a chair and sat down, casually crossing her long legs, resting her chin on one hand, and gazing indifferently at the other side of the room.

Over there, Diamond Treasures also started getting busy.

To cover up her earlier embarrassment, she was wrestling fiercely with her bed.

"Whoosh...whoosh..."

In the quiet room, a soft, slightly nasal breathing sound came from somewhere, somewhat like a small animal digging in the soil.

Diamond Treasure pulled a set of blue and white striped sheets and duvet cover from the huge suitcase.

She was holding the pile of fabric and trying to stuff the pillow into the pillowcase.

'Take a look at this roommate, preferably the kind who doesn't talk much.'

Ever since learning that he would be turned into a friend card after becoming a true authentic person, Poetry and Wine have been living in fear and dare not contact others.

Although I don't know what "orthodoxy" is, nor when I started to adopt it, I need to prepare for poetry and wine in advance.

So she began to carefully observe the diamond treasure, intending to get to know her roommates for the next three years.

The horse girl in front of me was completely different from the racehorse girls at Treson Academy who had ideal figures like models.

She was wearing a warm-toned brown plaid dress, the fabric soft and thick, the hem swaying below her knees.

Perhaps because the holiday meals were too good, the waist of the dress was a bit tight, creating a rounded and soft waistline.

With her movements, you could even feel that small ring of soft flesh trembling slightly.

She had a head of fine, silver-gray hair.

Her hair wasn't very long, just reaching her shoulders, with a natural inward curl at the ends, swaying as she made the bed.

"Hmm...this corner...can't be tucked in..."

Lingzuan Qibao muttered softly, having to climb onto the bed to tuck the comforter into the innermost corner of the duvet cover.

This climb revealed the advantages—or rather, disadvantages—of being slightly overweight.

It was completely exposed to the view of poetry and wine.

Her arms and calves were plump, and her skin was fair and translucent with a healthy pink hue.

It's not the kind of bloated fat, but rather like freshly fermented dough or a plump daifuku, full of elasticity.

As she knelt on the mattress, the flesh on her thighs was squeezed into soft curves, and her small brown leather shoes were stuck at the foot of the bed.

She was already a little out of breath, and now her cheeks were even more flushed, like two ripe apples.

The silver-gray horse ears lay softly on top of its head, occasionally twitching as it exerted force.

The horse's tail behind it was also grayish-white, fluffy like a broom.

As she huffed and puffed as she made the bed, her tail wagged restlessly from side to side, brushing against the bedside table several times.

As he gazed at the poems and wine, a strange glint flashed in his cold eyes.

Is this my roommate?

A... chubby hamster?

Can someone with this body type really run fast?

Although I was internally complaining, I had to admit one thing.

Diamond Baby is really cute.

'By normal standards, many people would probably like this relaxed style of horse girl.'

'He must be very good at middle- and long-distance running.'

Thinking this, Poetry and Wine withdrew their gaze from the rounded back of the person struggling with the bedsheets.

She involuntarily lowered her head and pulled up the legs of her loose, dark gray sweatpants.

Her exposed calves had smooth, firm lines, and the skin was so pale that you could almost see the light blue veins underneath.

The ankle bones protrude slightly, the Achilles tendon is long, and the muscles are not exaggerated. Like the legs of wild deer, they show great explosive power.

It is a piece of beautiful jade from any angle.

But this did not bring much peace of mind to poetry and wine.

She was an amateur, never having received a single day of formal education, let alone those expensive physical fitness tests.

Since arriving from another world, I have been struggling to make a living.

She had no idea which track she was best suited for.

Is it grass? Mud? Is it a mile race, a short distance, or a long distance?

The image of the majestic horse girl known as the "Emperor" appeared in my mind.

'Upon enrollment, you will immediately begin training, including a formal aptitude test…'

Poetry and wine let go of each other, and the trouser leg slipped down, once again covering that pale calf.

"Today is the first day of school. According to the handbook, I need to go to my class to report later, and then go to the logistics department to pick up my uniform and training shoes."

Thinking of this, she let out a soft breath.

Hey, things will get busy after school starts.

However, it seems that even when I wasn't in school, I was busy making a living every day.

That's fine.

Poetry and wine brought me back to my senses, and I stopped observing the diamond-shaped treasure that was still struggling with the corner of the blanket.

She stood up, patted the hem of her hoodie, and slung her gym bag over her shoulder.

Then he picked up the somewhat worn student handbook from the table, turned around, and walked towards the door.

Just as her fingers touched the doorknob, ready to turn it open...

"Please, please wait a moment!"

A somewhat urgent voice came from behind.

Poetry and Wine paused for a moment as he turned the doorknob, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly.

She didn't turn around immediately, but just turned her head to the side and glanced back out of the corner of her eye.

The woman with the goatee was kneeling on the mattress, clutching the half-covered, wrinkled blue and white quilt cover in her hand.

P.S.: Does anyone know how to handle the real-name authentication for Hedgehog Cat? When I try to authenticate, it tells me that the four authentication elements and the four bank card elements are incorrect.

The problem is, I only have one ICBC card, how could it be wrong? I had to go and double-check my phone number today.

Emmm, I'm truly impressed.

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Because of the busy work just now, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Lingzuan Qibao's forehead, and a few strands of silver-gray short hair stuck to his cheeks.

She was looking expectantly at Poetry and Wine standing at the door with her wide, light green eyes.

"Poetry and Wine, are you going to report to the classroom?"

"Ah."

Poetry and Wine's voice was indifferent; they didn't proactively ask Diamond Treasure if she wanted to go to the reporting office together.

"Then...can I come with you?"

Diamond Treasure excitedly straightened up, its soft flesh swaying with the movement, and its eyes shone with an astonishing light.

"I also need to register, and I'm not very familiar with the way to the college..."

"Ok?"

Want to come with me?